Ivy bit her lip and lowered her head to stop talking.

Mrs. Ingrid looked at Ivy's silent and hurt appearance, and sighed, after all, it was her own daughter, no matter how angry she was, she would not really do anything to Ivy.

So, Mrs. Ingrid said to Ivy, "That Reilly, our Rossetti family will not let him go, you just wait." ”

Ivy nodded slightly, "Well, I see, thank you, mother." Mother, don't worry, from now on I will listen to you obediently and will not run around anymore. ”

Mrs. Ingrid nodded in satisfaction when she heard this.

Ivy went up to take a shower and changed her clothes, and when she came down again, she had already changed her appearance.

Mrs. Ingrid, who was sitting on the sofa in the hall, saw Ivy walking downstairs, Mrs. Ingrid put down the teacup in her hand with satisfaction, and she beckoned Ivy to come over.

Mrs. Ingrid took Ivy by the hand and asked her to sit beside her.

Mrs. Ingrid looked Ivy up and down, and then she didn't know what to think of, and said in a somewhat resentful and weird tone: "Look how beautiful and excellent our Ivy is!" If you had gone to the temple for the selection of saints, you would not have let that little slut become a saint of the Holy See. ”

Hearing Mrs. Ingrid mention this matter, Ivy happened to be full of doubts about this matter, seeing the anger on Mrs. Ingrid's face, Ivy pretended not to understand and asked Mrs. Ingrid, "Mother, what are you talking about?" What a saint?! ”

"You've been away from home for so long, and you still don't understand what happened in the empire during this time." Lady Ingrid said, "When you left home, the Holy See sent a young lady from every noble family to participate in the selection of saints in the temple. But then because you left, we really had no choice but to let that little slut fill the number. But who would have thought that the little slut who originally thought that he would be driven back with a disgraced face would really become a saint of the Holy See. You say, "What is this?" ”

Ivy was surprised: "Mother means that now my sister has become a holy woman of the Holy See?" ”

"yes." Mrs. Ingrid was reluctant to admit it.

Ivy: "Then why is my mother down, my sister can become a holy daughter of the Holy See, and it is also the glory of our family!" ”

"Cut, she's a little slut, where did she get any glory." Mrs. Ingrid was dissatisfied, and continued: "Listen to your mother, O Ivy! She Sheebel can be a saint, that's your light! If you hadn't left, the first saint chosen in a hundred years this time would definitely be you, which would be that little slut's turn! ”

"Mother, where are you talking about that?" Ivy listened to Mrs. Ingrid's words, although she was happy in her heart, she didn't show it, but frowned and said with some disapproval: "I was not the one who was selected at the beginning, and it was my sister's own ability to become a saint naturally." ”

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Ingrid said to Ivy without thinking: "She is a little slut, where did she come from!" Ivy, don't say nice things about this little slut, excuse me! Ivy, you are your mother's proudest daughter, the best young lady in the empire, and no one but you is qualified to be a saint of the Temple! The people of the temple must know about you, too, but they don't know what kind of person Shiebel is, only that you didn't come, and that your sister, Shiebel did. They thought Sheebel was as good as you, so they chose Sheebel. ”

The big guy kept doing it and became a white moonlight after his death